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- Tom
- Father, aspiring writer, fledgling filmmaker and occasional philosopher...
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- Touch the sky
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- I'm pooped
- The boy's night out
- "Creeps in this petty pace..."
- ...and the rest of my Sunday
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- Blogging again from cool new phone
- How we're spending today, Annie's Bday
- Crashed the set
- Blogging from my new phone
- "New" car
- Serious filmmaking
- Twelve things
- Happy First Birthday, Ian!
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4 comments:
Well now you got me back for seeing Leonard Cohen way back in June all those crises ago. Ripped with jealousy. And if you happen to bump into that Frances McDormand tell her I love her way more than that talentless hick Joel Cohen does. Or is it Ethan? Either way, zero talent.
Yeah. Right.
That is one bitchin' Olds.
Superb!
Although I have to admit I was partially waiting to see a movie of scuffles as you were manhandled off the set with Silvi leaping up and biting the ear of a security guard...
Sweeet...
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